on “the shooting of Republican congressmen in Alexandria….”
Can you write about guns? The sun-glint off of them
I suppose—Aristotle’s stern belief in material things,
the fact that they’re an object with expeditious words
running alongside of the barrel. I recall making guns
The word ejects my father from the grave.
Enthusiastic: Lordy, followed by a volley
Of inspiration like migrating blackbirds.